On my lunch break I almost always get a Publix sub and certain days this cute younger guy works making the subs. Yes, sometimes I go on those specific days ?♀️?. I stayed home from work today but went to the beach. I decided to still go get my sub at my regular time. He’s here and I catch him watching me as I wait in line. I get a little anxious and start to feel my heartbeat quicken. I slowly walk up to the counter “hi”, as casual as I can be.
He is leaning toward the counter to tell me something. I want to be underneath him as he is leaning over me pushing me into the counter, kissing my neck….
I snap out of my day dream “would you like something special today or just the usual?” I say “surprise me but make it good”. I intently watch as he makes my sub so perfectly.
He wraps it up nice and tight and hands it to me “be careful I made it extra messy”. As I go to walk away he says ma’am you forgot your drink cup. I turn back and he looks me in the eyes “by the way I love your lip gloss”. I think for a moment “but, I’m not wearing any lip gloss”. He looks at me and says “exactly”!
I get lost in words and just stand there stunned for a moment then I stupidly reply with “oh thanks” and walk to fill my drink.
As I fill my drink I glanced over to the counter to see if he is watching me, he is. I shyly look away.
Am I out of my mind or should I give him my number?
Category: sexystories
A sequel to Beach Time Brawl! Bar time brawl! (Literotica, OC)
***A sequel to Beach time brawl! Bar time brawl*** !
Let me know what you guys think!
It was a rowdy night at the Bar house.
A biker gang had shacked up for the night. With them, came all the necessary requirements for a ridiculous night.
Copious amounts of alcohol? Check.
Leather Jackets? Check.
Leather everything? Check.
Women? Check!
The bar exploded with noise. The gang celebrated their arrival with little modesty.
And with that gang. Was Jane, and her new boyfriend. David.
Jane had dressed provocatively that night. An open black denim jacket did a poor job of covering her supple curves. A tank top barely covered her chest. Most of her clothing was intentionally chosen a size too short. Her midriff was exposed, leaving her new bellybutton piercing on full display. Her black lipstick and eyeliner was complemented by a black lace choker tied to her neck. With a silver heart tied on.
She wore a short skirt, with black net stockings running all the way down to her black leather boots. The outfit was… Essentially ridiculous. But it worked well in this rough setting.
I (f) went to chill and blew my friend.
We went to eat and then eat more and i was so full so we went back to his place to drink some rum.
Im very lightweight and easily drunk from one glass he poured me.
I must say it was a big glass tho hahaha
We were both horny drunk and kissing.
Out of the blue he asked me to blow him.
First I was hesitant but then I thought fuck it.
I swing my top off which he seemed to like looking at the view. ?
Went down between his legs and went for it.
I sucked him licked him and swallowed it like a good girl. It was tasty. Hahaha
Only after giving head I noticed the window open and any other apartment could have seen me topless giving head.
Its not a big story but the slight exhibitionism felt kind of hot.
My Adventure in the Mountains [MF] [Long Story]
My brother, David (we call him Dave), invited me on his annual ski trip. Every year, he rents the same swanky cabin up on a mountain for a long weekend getaway. Normally, I wouldn’t be interested, but because of quarantine and all that shit I was itching to get out and do…well, anything. I figured being the third wheel to him and his fiancée Karen would be worth a free ski trip. So, I agreed.
It was about a 3 hour drive from where we lived, so we left pretty early in the morning so we could take advantage of being on the slopes most of the day. It was dark and I was tired, but we took a turn into a neighborhood that I knew we didn’t need to go through to get to the cabin.
“Where are we going?” I asked.
Dave and Karen glanced at each other, both hesitant to answer me. It was almost like they were playing a game of silent chicken, to see who would speak up first.
“Well?” I said firmly, “you’re gonna have to tell me at some point.”
Dave sighed. “We’re picking up Sarah, she’s coming too.”
Fifty shades of brown..
I sat down next to the gorgeous blonde on the bus, her wet pussy hole dripping through her kecks…she stands up and bends over to show me her puckered batty hole…she backs up, places her batty crease right on my mouth and farts right into my mouth…I inhale the fart fumes and get an instant high…she lets off a few more stinkers down my throat…every time I feel more poo particles filling my lungs.
Backstory for open letters to a bored friend
Sorry to disappoint but there’s no explicit content in this post; there’ll be plenty of that later. This is only here to to provide the backstory for the series of stories and associated posts this account will eventually have for those that like to have a little context with their debauchery.
First off, I’m a fairly average male from the midwest. Stereotypes usually develop for a reason so if you apply those to whatever mental image just popped in your head you’ve probably got a pretty close approximation for me.
Kyle, the intended target for all these posts, has recently been deployed. And worse, deployed during a time when there’s restrictions in place that limit socializing, which means lots of time chilling in the barracks. Why is some dude writing about another dude in a sub for sexy stories you ask? The answer to that is his wife, Emily.
See, Kyle and I met when I responded to a reddit post he put up looking for someone to join him and his then-girlfriend-now-wife in their first threesome. We messaged for awhile, figured out we were both on the same area of the heteroflexible/bi-curious spectrum, had similar views and expectations about how a threesome would work, and I guess just generally found each other likeable.
Skyrim Stories: Mijoll and the Orcish War-maiden. (OC Literotica)
Skyrim Stories: Mijoll and the Orcish War-maiden.
***Good afternoon folks! I’ve been cooking up an erotic story about Mijoll the Lionesses struggles against a dominant Orcish War-Maiden! The story has some witty humor, and a small buildup, but give it time. And I’m sure it’ll arouse at least one of you*** !
“And THAT, is why the imperial monetary system would do better if it was paperized. Printed money would just work better Mjoll, **everyone** knows that!”
The Dragonborn continued his discourse with the imperial monetary fund as Mijoll the Lioness carried on further along the mountain road.
She wasn’t being rude when she ignored the Dragonborn, but who would *ever* want to learn about the imperial monetary system when there were monsters to slay, and bandits to fight. The Dragonborn was out of his intellectual depth.
“Dragonborn, we should be at the Stronghold by now. Remind me again, why did we need to come here?”
The Dragonborn shrugged.
“Ehh, I don’t actually know. The chieftain and I met once at this inn. And I… Well, I may have accidentally killed his wife… Which, you know, can lead to some problems later on…”
Baby and the Stranger [Bi] [Les] [bdsm] [cuck] [Fdom] — My master (M) watches while his Lesbian (F) friend dominates me (f).
I twiddled my nipples, the way some people do with their thumbs. They were erect, buzzing with the anticipation I felt in waiting here, fully nude for the date my master set up for me. He was a cuckold of a Dom and he loved watching me get railed before ravishing me himself.
I didn’t know what he would look like. I didn’t care either. My breasts rose and fell with each excited breath I took. My blindfold was secure against my eyes, though the light from the lone candle on my bedside table flickered at the edges.
I pinched both of my nips as hard as I could. The electric sensation jolted down my spine, right into my pussy. I moaned.
“Oh, naughty, girl!” my master cooed, closing the bedroom door. I felt the gust brush my cheek. “You think you can touch those tits without us?” He grabbed my chin between his thumb and forefinger. Firm and demanding of attention.
I melted into his touch. He slid his thumb into my mouth. I sucked it, obedient. He withdrew it after a moment. I tried to move with him, to prolong his touch. He chuckled at me.
Always a Bigger Fish [MF][Oral][Cheat]
Zoe was in her favorite place.
She was sitting on a low foot stool in front of her 18-year-old boyfriend Tommy, who was seated on a chair on the back patio of his house. His legs were splayed to either side of her as she leaned forward to take his wonderful cock into her mouth.
There was nothing Zoe could think of that made her happier than sucking Tommy’s dick. For one thing, his cock was perfect — about 7 ½ inches long and thick enough that she could wrap her fingers around it and just about touch her hand on the other side. He was cut, and when he got hard, his head formed a nice, big mushroom on the top.
She loved the feel of his cock as she slid her lips down the shaft — how hot it was, how hard it was, and yet how soft it was. She liked to lick all around the spongy head and pop it in and out of her mouth. She enjoyed pushing her lips as far down as they could go, and the more times she sucked Tommy, the farther down she got.
The High School teacher (m) and the mum (F). Hetero. (Long. Female gaze)
“Fuck!” I yelled as I threw my phone down. My son had just gotten another detention and the teacher wanted to talk with me about it.
I had full to-do list, just like every other day. I was just thinking about flicking through tinder when I got the call, pretending I had time to crawl over these young, hot bodies. Now my libido had completely dropped and I was rushing for the car.
I stared at the floor outside the classroom, dreading having to go in and talk to yet another *expert* on my son’s behaviour.
“I beleive you are far more capable than you’re letting on,” came a deep voice through the gap in the door. “Is there anything going on?”
“People are shit and I always get in trouble for fighting back” my son said. I was astonished at his honesty and looked up.
My eye caught his dark hair first, his slightly tanned skin next. He couldn’t be long out of college.